Cuts&Bruises(PG13, some sexual content, kinda)

[Memorie]

"You bet I...." She was cut off by his lips again on hers. She thought she'd broke through to him, and in her surprise, her jaw dropped. She could taste the coppery taste of his blood in her mouth from where had socked him, and she could feel his tongue on her lips. She was torn between two worlds: that of her father, and that of her would-be lover.

She would be really broken if he loved her and left her. She wasn't even sure what she'd do. But his call to her, to her body and her lusts, wants, and cares was strong.

She couldn't. He had already said he wouldn't, couldn't, make any promises to her. She'd slap him again, but he had her arm on lockdown. So, to get his attention, she bit his lip. The split one.

[Dizzy]

“Shards, flame it.” R’lan murmured under his breath as searing pain went through his lip… he could feel the blood trickle down the outside of his mouth from his wound. The more she fought him though the more she turned him on. It was her fire he was quickly falling in love with. It took only a moment for the man to pick her up…

[Memorie]

"R'lan! If you don't put me down, so Faranth help me, I'll scream loud enough to bring the dead from between!" He had picked her up. She could flail around, but what was the point? And they both knew she wouldn't scream; she couldn't bear to embarrass him. Instead, she just let him carry her along. She sighed, defeated. "Looks like you'll get your way anyway, huh?" she mumbled.

[Dizzy]

“You can do that? One of yer many talents?” He kissed her neck, and murmured. “It does look that way doesn’t it.” He didn’t like how still she had become though, or the sound of her voice. It cut him quicker than any slap could. It was only a couple of strides and he had her back inside his weyr. In one swift motion he had her back on his sleeping couch, the covers pulled.

[Memorie]

"Well, then," she said, shaking her head. "Down in one fell swoop." She didn't see that she had any options--if she ran, he'd just catch her again. If she hit him, he'd just think whatever he had thought when she'd belted him in his mouth before. And if she just laid there...well, that's no way to have your first time, she thought. "R'lan...." She trailed off, unsure of what to say to him.

[Dizzy]

He quieted her words with a finger laid over swollen lips. Kissing her again he whispered, “I’ll not have you leaving me that way.” He touched her cheek, her neck, his eyes raked over her but he made not a move to join her on his sleeping couch. Picking up a blanket he found the nearest chair. “It isn’t safe to roam about the Weyr this time of night anyway.” With that he closed his eyes.

[Memorie]

She pursed her lips angrily. "Oh, no," she told him, cackling evilly. "If I'm spending the night in your weyr, you're spending it next to me. Besides," she said, feigning poorness, "I get really cold at night." She smiled maliciously as she walked quietly over to him and snatched up his blanket when his eyes were closed. He didn't get her all revved up and then leave her be. That's not how that was supposed to work. She stole the blanket back to his bed, curled up underneathe it, and laughed.

[Dizzy]

The brown rider kept his eyes closed, feeling her near when she pulled the blanket from him but doing nothing to stop her. He didn’t understand her, one minute she was slapping him the next inviting him into her bed. R’lan was almost afraid to move. “I sleep in what the Void gave me Redhair, but if you wish for me to join you so be it.” He stood up, quickly making to be off with his pants for a second time.

[Memorie]

She shrugged. "That's fine. I don't, though." The only clothing she made off with was her short pants, and even then, she had underwear on. Shereae laid her head back down on the pillow she'd been on earlier and yawned. "I hope you're not mad that I cleaned your weyr," she said, mid- to end-yawn. She patted the spor next to her. "Unless you usually sleep on this side?"

[Dizzy]

R’lan watched her slip out of the pants, her shapely legs showed off in the pale moon light. “Mad, why would I be mad… Kezna would have sent someone sooner or later anyways. I thank you for it though.” The brown rider slipped in under the sheet, it was the only thing covering his torso. Putting his hands under his head, “I am good here, I usually sleep in the middle.” R’lan was uncomfortable with the situation, not so much from being this close to Shereae… but because of the domestic feel of the moment. “G’nite.”

You got yourself into this time, didn’t you? The brown had listened into the situation from the beginning.

Shut up…

[Memorie]

Shereae nodded and shrugged. "It was really no problem." When he laid down next her, she scooted closer to him. His arms were behind his head, leaving his chest open for her. Ahh, one step further, she thought, smiling. She laid her head on his chest, and her fingers found his solar plexis. Rubbing softly, and not near enough to hurt him, she smiled. "Goodnight, R'lan." She kissed him and then scooted back away from him, grinning.

[Dizzy]

He arched an eye brow when she moved closer, but soon closed his eyes. He wasn’t going to be goaded into chasing her again, as tempting as she was. The brown rider’s patience had been tested to the limits and if he caved again, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. A man could only take so much. Instead he ran over the days events in his mind, thinking of reasons why his riding strap broke.

[Memorie]

She shivered. It got colder up on the plateau than where the candidate barracks were located, closer to the edge. She was so tired. Walking away, being walked away from, cleaning R'lan's absolute filthy room, finding a gold firelizard...it was all too much. Shereae was close to sleep now, her eyes grew heavy and when she blinked she had a hard time opening them back up. She moved closer to R'lan, not to tease him now, but for warmth. Putting her back and butt to his side and thigh, she sighed contentment. His body heat radiated of off his very sexy body, and she was soaking it up like a dragon in the sunlight. Smiling, she put her hands under her pillow and supported her head, backwards cuddling R'lan. "Mmmmm." The sound escaped her mouth.

[Dizzy]

R’lan opened an eye and looked over at her. He was glad she would sleep tonight, one of them really should. He resisted the urge to turn into her and wrap his arms around her, snuggling her into the fold of his shoulder. The brown rider wanted to hold her but knew better, instead he continued to lay there till sleep finally took him.